Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

"Oh, this classmate's face is really red, is it shy? Okay, let your boyfriend send you up quickly." The dormitory aunty smiled.

Lan Xiao is about to collapse. Well, this is the second time that people mistakenly think that they are boyfriend and girlfriend.

This time, she did not dare to explain.

She lowered her head and looked at her toes, wishing to find a seam to get in.

She also couldn't understand, why is she so shy? Obviously, in her previous life, she lived to be in her 30s, and she was also at the age of an old aunt.

After being born again, facing Wen Muchu, his face was flushed, and she was as shy as a young girl in the beginning of her love.

Others accidentally joked, she actually...

Ah... too embarrassing.

Wen Muchu thanked Lan Xiao without changing his face and helped Lan Xiao up the stairs.

The lights are dim, in the corridor.

Wen Muchu carefully helped her upstairs, but unfortunately, she moved very slowly, landing on one foot, and almost half of her body was leaning on him.

Take one step, stop one step.

A thin layer of sweat came out from her forehead because of some pain in the ankle.

Wen Muchu's eyes were dull, and there were depressed emotions in his eyes.

He stopped slowly, stooped and hugged her up.

Lan Xiao almost yelled out of shock, she quickly covered her lips and looked at him with wide-eyed eyes at a loss.

The little hand clutched his clothes nervously, very nervous.

"So... what if someone misunderstood it?" She asked with some worry when she remembered what he said just now.

Wen Muchu's eyes became slightly colder, and his thin lips were pressed, and he looked at her darkly for a long while.

His gaze made Lan Xiao uneasy.

Surprised that she might have said something wrong again, she blinked her eyes very innocently, and said pitifully: "I...I didn't mean that, I was afraid of causing trouble to you."

"As long as you are not troubled..." He pursed his lips and replied in a cold tone.

Lan Xiao dumbly looked at him dumbly.

He held her, without saying a word, stepped up the stairs.

Although his arms were strong and tightly wrapped around Lan Xiao's waist, his scorching breath continued to surround her.

But Lan Xiao still felt empty, and she always felt Wen Muchu was still angry.

"Are you angry?" she asked anxiously.

"No." He replied extremely quickly.

Lan Xiao pursed his lips and replied: "Oh."

When he reached the top of the sixth floor, he followed her instructions and came to the door of her dormitory.

He put her down gently, his eyes lightly glanced at the surrounding environment.

Lan Xiao took out the key from his backpack and opened the door: "Come in and sit down."

The door was wide open, and he glanced in the door seemingly.

Then he shook his head faintly: "No, the access control time is up, I'm leaving."

After saying this, he raised his foot and left without looking back.

Lan Xiao hurriedly took his arm and hugged him from his back.

"I think you must be angry." She said dullly.

Wen Muchu's body trembled slightly, and he was silent with his thin lips.

Lan Xiao pouted and said in a dumb voice: "Although I don't know why you are angry, I don't want you to be unhappy... You are not happy, I am not happy, do you know?"

"..." Wen Muchu.

Lan Xiao waited for a long time, but didn't hear his response. Her heart hurt slightly, and she couldn't help being discouraged.

My heart is boring, a little uncomfortable.